Visual scene from ‘Steamboat Bill Jr.’ starring Buster Keaton. To dispel some myths: this was done in one take and it IS Buster Keaton standing there when the facade falls down through him. No… it is not a figment of ‘movie magic. In fact, many stage hands after measuring and calculating where Mr. Keaton should stand, actually left the lot, as that they were afraid that their measurements might be off. The window opening brushed Keaton with 2 inches to spare on both sides. Gutsy move, if I do say so myself
While the film itself was generally well-received by the public, Charlie Chaplin’s final speech in The Great Dictator  was considered extremely controversial and unpopular at the time. While Chaplin understood that he would be taking a risk by making his first “talkie,” the ramifications of this one single scene would be dire.
Because of this scene, Chaplin was the target of more than a decade of politically-motivated investigations by the FBI (including being put on trial for “moral turpitude”), government-initiated negative media campaigns, accusations of communism, and eventually exile from the United States in 1952.
Despite the best attempts of those who tried to shame and silence Charlie Chaplin, this final moment - with Chaplin staring directly into the camera - remains to this day perhaps the greatest and most courageous speech ever given in film history.
Buster Keaton and Charles Chaplin in ‘Limelight’.
Funny things is Buster would probably have tried it even at his advanced age….
If you want to foster those creative, problem solving skills, the solution isn’t learning to code – it’s learning to paint. Or play an instrument. Or write poetry. Or sculpt. The field doesn’t matter: the key thing is that if you want to foster your own innovative creativity, the best way to do it is to seriously pursue an artistic endeavor.
In the history of the Nobel Prize, nearly every Laureate has pursued the arts. According to research by psychologists Michele and Robert Root-Bernstein, “almost all Nobel laureates in the sciences actively engage in arts as adults. They are twenty-five times as likely as the average scientist to sing, dance, or act; seventeen times as likely to be a visual artist; twelve times more likely to write poetry and literature; eight times more likely to do woodworking or some other craft; four times as likely to be a musician; and twice as likely to be a photographer.”
Perhaps you don’t need to learn to code.
I thought that 2013 was my year of change, to metaphorically get my shit together, move on and forward.
I wandered aimlessly without a direction thinking I had a direction, that it just wasn’t defined.
I ended up wandering into some wonderful places and events.
An impulsive and impromptu trip to London marking my first time traveling solo and first time on a plane since grade school.
I was introduced to a shy and lonely dog who quickly made himself at home and now I couldn’t imagine my life without Opie.
2013 was not bad because it brought a lot of good, but there was fault in that I had and still have no direction. Wanderlust is an amazing concept, just not what I need to subscribe to move forward. For all the movement, it has left me in stationary.
At 27, it’s hard to grasp that I’m at a loss at what I want from life or how to suck the marrow from it. The world is so open with a variety of options and opportunities, I’m just squinting at it through fog trying to see just what is there.
If the framework for what my life could be was laid out in 2013, is 2014 where I actually start building? Who knows?
I know at least I’ll have Opie there to move forward and maybe in 2014 I can finally say that I got my shit together.
Contemporary art is the most overpriced, overvalued stuff — thank God. But old masters are the most powerful.
|—||Joan Didion, born 79 years ago today, on grief – a soul-stirring read for everyone who’s ever lost anyone (via explore-blog)|
Having confidence was awesomer.
Fuck science, math, and all of physics. Those bullshit school learnings were false limits that kept your feet planted on the ground. Your dreams flew in the face of danger and chased stars through the night. You had more balls than brains because there wasn’t a thing anyone could say you couldn’t do.
Now you’ve got a Jell-O backbone and a roll over attitude. You’ve let small setbacks Titanic your confidence and slowly drown your potential as you compare yourself to others.
There’s always going to be someone better, but the awesomer kid inside you never compared himself to others because he was in a league of his own. Chin up and kick today’s ass.
"Those bullshit school learnings were false limits that kept your feet planted on the ground. Your dreams flew in the face of danger and chased stars through the night."